I get some of the strangest people when I decide to actually go somewhere. There’s the old guys at the Mcdonalds, with an opinion on just about everything–and a few things that didn’t even exist yet. There’s the random old lady on the bus, absolutely convinced that May was about ready to walk off the said bus with my guide dog. Come to think of it, this morning’s fun I was with May as well–hmm, maybe it’s her and not me? Things to ponder.
So I go to meet May at the college, seeing as we had things to do. We get off the bus to go do said things, and this older lady follows us. More appropriately, actually, this older lady catches up to us and matches pace with me. So May and I stop, and this lady stops right next to me. Casually as you please, she says, almost exactly, “I have chocolate for you. Would you like some?”
After about 2 seconds of both May and I collectively WTFing, then figuring out–or rather, confirming–whether she was talking to me, or May, I just as casually tell her no. And just like that, as though this random lady didn’t just chase us from the bus stop just to randomly offer me, or us, chocolate, she turns and walks back the way she came. Of course, May and I beat it the hell outa there before she up and changed her mind. But I have to ask. I’ve gotten off at that stop several times, at several different times of day–and a couple times of night. Is she always just hanging out there with chocolate for random people? Has she done it elsewhere? Did she recently escape from a possible mental facility nearby? I mean, I don’t *think* there are many of those near by, if any, but I also didn’t think I’d grow a chocolate stalker on the way for my morning coffee. So inquiring minds–or maybe paranoid minds–need to know. In the meantime, remember those times growing up your parents prieched at you not to accept candy from strangers? Yeah? I think this lady was the class of stranger they were talking about. She was if nothing else, that class of strange. I think I need a new coffee place. Or a bodyguard. That likes coffee. And will occasionally buy me one. Hey this could work. Thanks, stalker lady.